I sort of saw this coming.
I was reading through my old posts and I realised I could have written every one of them better. The flinching, though, was uncalled for.
They're right. He has no positive presence. I begin to doubt myself after I stick around him too much. I take myself too seriously, and invariably end up being hard on myself. I have to stop being someone else.
I am me: And this statement has never made more sense to me than now.
I've had enough of self-analysis for a while now. This should serve as a requisite reminder.